Region of Tai Shi Mountain.

At this moment, Tai Shi Mountain had long turned into nothingness, with two hands even larger than the mountain itself clawing at the void. The terrifying presence behind the scenes was about to enter this world!

Just then, the Shadow of Taichu sensed something and let out a soul-shattering roar.

At that moment, all the shadow-dwelling demons fell into an even more frenzied state.

If the human race hadn't preemptively beaten back the earthly vicious beasts, the shadow fiends would surely have gone rampant and wreaked havoc upon the world!

On the ground.

The sword light and fire light continuously grew stronger, only to be constantly extinguished by the shadows.

In the end, there was nothing left at the original location.

The avatar of the Shadow of Taichu fell, but even the saint who had attained the Dao was killed by the final shadow.

Zhong Shenxiu watched this scene, sighed softly, flew up into the air, and, gazing at the presence behind the massive space passage, smiled, "This way is blocked!"

In response, the two hands pulled even more forcefully.

The void passage grew larger, revealing the true form of the Shadow of Taichu.

Unexpectedly to Zhong Shenxiu, the being across wasn't some bizarre ancient god; instead, it was the face of an ordinary, lean old man, just exceptionally massive.

His eyes were mismatched, one large and one small, one upright and one slanted, looking ordinary but becoming more terrifying the longer one observed.

At this moment, the chapped and cracked lips of the Shadow of Taichu parted, continually chanting the words of the Dao:

"The Dao that can be spoken is not the eternal Dao, nothingness is the Dao, nothing is not heaven..."

In the midst of the chanting, Zhong Shenxiu seemed to see the colossal elder transform into a shadow of order...

Even an ordinary Great Saint, let alone summit-level saints like Nanhua, would be terribly affected when facing an ancient god and would likely kneel outright.

But Fang Lang's lips curled into a cold smile, and he suddenly tapped his forehead.

A stream of light shot out, transforming instantly into countless chains of order, and in the sky, the phantom of a nation appeared.

Light of Order! The Ideal Nation!

The true Zhong Shenxiu, having held back for so long, finally took a bold action!

"I wish... that this rift would close!"

As soon as he spoke, he struck at the most critical point.

With the power of the Ideal Nation activated, the passage that the Shadow of Taichu had torn open began to narrow and close once more...

The smaller the passage, the weaker the ancient god's power cast from the other side!

"The favor from a previous encounter, today it's repaid altogether."

Zhong Shenxiu chuckled lightly, and with a wave of his hand, nine rays of celestial light flew out, transforming into Immortal Techniques, merging with the light of order, like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the old man's face.

With a shattering sound!

Half of the old man's face split open, yet not a drop of blood flowed from the wound. His bizarre eyes glared wide at Zhong Shenxiu.

"Keep staring, and I'll gouge out your eyes."

Zhong Shenxiu's hands pulled at the void as if drawing it together, and the world rift narrowed continuously, finally restoring the size of an ordinary crack, pushing the two giant hands back, though it's hard to maintain.

The rift here remains, and even Ancient Immortal True Gods cannot completely repair it!

Seeing this, he could only sigh softly and resume his efforts.

Chains of order manifested, filling the rift as if enacting a wondrous seal.

In the end, fine strands of golden lines appeared in the void, sealing off the void rifts completely, preventing any demon from crossing over again.

"The Heavenly Demon Tribulation here is over..."

Meng Nanhua gazed at the scene blankly, his expression incredibly complex.

...

Jiuhua Spirit Mountain.

"About to die... the Heavenly Demon Tribulation has truly begun..."

Cen Hongyue looked at the talisman in her Sea of Consciousness, fearing that at any moment, a task would arrive sending her to the battlefield.

Originally, because all the higher Loose Cultivators had been conscripted, the Holy Land now seemed rather desolate.

Cen Hongyue realized suddenly that with her own strength, she could easily claim Jiuhua Spirit Mountain and become a founding ancestor.

Of course, she couldn't possibly do such a thing.

"This observation task is such a profitable deal... I look around and see no signs of a battlefield forming here... Could it be that I could get through this mission without incident?"

She murmured to herself with delight.

"You truly can get by without incident..."

Suddenly, a voice sounded beside her, startling Cen Hongyue.

She turned and saw an incomparably handsome young man, seemingly crafted by nature's spiritual energy, with extraordinary Dao Rhythm, holding a piece of snow-white lingzhi, smiling at her, or rather, at the two little girls beside her.

"Who might you be, sir?"

Cen Hongyue's vigilance rose to its peak. She couldn't gauge the depth of this man, nor could she guess his intentions.

She knew only of Fang Lang, the Deciphering Master, and found Zhong Shenxiu's true form unfamiliar.

"You may call me—Taixiu Ancestor!"

Zhong Shenxiu said with amusement, even laughing at himself, "Well, I'm also the issuer of your task."

'Is this person mad? What makes him dare declare himself an ancestor of the Dao? Why haven't those Great Saints extinguished him?'

Cen Hongyue's mouth dropped open, wearing a bemused expression.

"Enough, enough, I initially intended it as a reward, but later thought, I might as well give it to you as a way to conclude things..."

Zhong Shenxiu chuckled as he tossed the lingzhi, which transformed into two streams of light, entering Cen Hongyue and Yingzi.

As for Mo Gu, Zhong Shenxiu naturally ignored her.

"Who, exactly, are you?"

Cen Hongyue abruptly felt a surge of vitality within her, as if her body had suddenly grown younger, startling her: "What on earth is this heavenly treasure? Is it, perhaps, the legendary Lingzhi of Fang Xian Dao?"

"You do indeed have some knowledge, and don't worry about the Heavenly Demon task anymore."

Zhong Shenxiu took a step forward, patted Yingzi on the head, and vanished without a trace.

"Master, that man is so strange!"

Yingzi touched her head and pouted.

...

In the depths of the ocean.

Endless void opened, and from within a giant void rift, infinite Life's Supper poured forth and retreated, as if caught in a time-loop trap.

"Heavenly Elder! You blocked me the other day, and today I shall repay the enmity with enmity!"

In the air, Zhong Shenxiu laughed long, as the Ideal Nation and Heart's Key combined, transforming into a hazy luminescence, striking into the ocean of life.

Instantly, a massive amount of seawater evaporated, dispersing into countless streams of data.

The cycle of time was equally broken; the all-inclusive, life-originating ocean briefly boiled, then receded, like a retreating tide.

A vague voice echoed from the sky: "The Heavenly Elder has merely retreated temporarily, this fiend is mad and will surely counterattack with full force!"

"No worries, I shall join you in suppressing this being!"

Zhong Shenxiu said with a hearty laugh.

Sure enough, the very next moment, he saw the boundless ocean waves surge, crashing like a tempest from the other side of the space rift...

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